Life with kids and foodies
Sticky fingers, spilled juice on the floor and carpet, banging on the furniture with hard objects, pushing every button on the remote control “Hey I was watching that show”, going number 2 right after changing diaper or do #1 in bath tub full of water, high pitched screams in my ear caused temporary deafness, multiple finger prints on stainless steel fridge door which I just polished, losing patience with what seems like endless whining, sassy attitude, jumping on my stomach from couch let out painful moan and laugh from a child, so many no’s on food I prepared, saying too many no’s by tired baby sitter…. those are some of not my favorite things inflicted by favorite grandchildren.
Having an another Foodie in the house is interesting yet tricky. My daughter and I have different food styles. She is more organic and comfort. I go for looks and adore pretty plates. I love seafood, she, not so much. In her college years, she made onion bread that has chunk of onion in it. I was very surprised in a negative way. She developed her cooking skills on her own and she is an excellent cook. One thing is certain, we both like slow food and take our time cooking and enjoy the pleasure of finding new restaurants to eat at.
We had a dinner at Kin Restaurant in Down Town Portland. We liked it! Here are Chinese style pork belly buns.
Smell of freshly shampooed hair, wrapping them with towels that are bigger than them, bed time kisses and hugs, saying I love you and hearing them repeating same precious words, tucking them in, sleeping sounds and making myself a cup of hot chocolate then flumping on the couch are some of my favorite things.